Femke, a Nordic-Bosmeri woman, has come to Riften to start over. She thought she was ready for adventuring in the big, wide world outside of her meager home in the mining colony of Dawnstar. She couldn't have been more wrong. After several mishaps and roadblocks, she stumbles to Riften, footsore, hungry, and with no money to her name, in hopes of finding some good, honest work. But no one seems to trust her because she has elven blood. Turned away and alone, she is found by two members of a mysterious organization operating within Riften. One, a Nordic man called Brynjolf, takes pity on the poor human-elf and offers her a job, and if she does well, a spot within the "Guild," as he puts it. NOTE: If I owned Skyrim, I would have no need for writing fanfictions just for the heck of it. I only own Femke and my original dialogue. Everything else is credited to Bethesda Game Studios.

❝Funny. I've never thought the helpless prisoner beside me would be the fearsome Dragonborn, the new Keeper is a mad jester that will betray us all, and the soldiers are the bad guys. I guess this is how everything unexpectedly changes.❞ The Nightshade Assassin holds a ruthless persona to her enemies and exposes a light-hearted, obnoxious sister to her family: The Dark Brotherhood. She doesn't want anything to change in this happy family, but when the prisoner back in Helgen steals her kill of Grelod the Kind, she might as well enjoy the changes coming to her. But sometimes, they aren't for the best. (The story is 35 chapters not including the extras) Sequel - http://w.tt/1NYbSf5 Extras/Oneshots - http://w.tt/1LhLm1p

Arsha is a thief, always has been and always will be, but once she was something more. She's gone to Riften to try and start a new life for herself, but she may get more than she bargained for. Embroiled in a crazy twist of fate and drawn to the man who recruited her, will she survive, or will Arsha fall so far that she can never climb back up?

Ulfric X Female Dragonborn with a twist... Aiden is new to Skyrim, after escaping Helgen her life gets turned upside down by the civil war plaguing skyrim, and she gets especially close to the leader of the rebellion; Ulfric Stormcloak. But what happens when Aiden discovers that Ulfric is not what he seems, and she is forced to make a decision that threatens her feelings and her future? ~Light swearing and violence~ Loosely follows the Civil War Questline All images, places and characters (except for 'Aiden' and 'Armeir') to Bethesda!

*A tale set in the world of Skyrim* *The first in the Arch-Mage Trilogy* The Dragonborn has disappeared. Alduin has yet to be destroyed. Rowlen Mabierre, a Breton, joins the College of Winterhold in the hopes of becoming powerful enough to do what the Dragonborn did not. However, his ultimate goal is tossed aside when he and his classmate discover something hidden deep within Mzulft. Meanwhile, the Arch-Mage of the College embarks on a journey across Skyrim.... Disclaimer: I do not own any of the media images used in this story. The plotline and characters mentioned in this story belong to the author. The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim is a copyright of Bethesda Game Studios. Mature content: Profanity and violence, sexual themes. Reader discretion advised.

“Someday you will feel differently. The only thing that can pierce through all the hatred and darkness in your heart now is love.” Primrose cringed at his words and shook her head. “There is no such thing.” They came in the dead of night, and took everything that has ever mattered to her; leaving a young girl to fend for herself. Ever since then, she has trained relentlessly to follow in her father's footsteps, and kill those who killed him, despite his dying wish. Revenge and hatred fueled her, and made her what she is today: a stone-cold killer. She is sent on a suicide mission to slay Loki, a man whom she had always desired, For the first time in her life Primrose did one thing an assassin must never do: she hesitated. She now must choose between killing Loki, or avenging her father. It's killed or be killed. *Has Skyrim elements.

I don't know what I did to deserve this. Sundering of my soul, the destruction of all I held dear. Well, that's a bit dramatic, but hey. I've got to tell my story, don't I? Though I'll admit... perhaps the savior of the world isn't quite so honorable as she should have been. Let's get the exposition over with-- Why in all of Tamriel did I sell my goddamn soul?! ------- Hello! This story is currently being rewritten as Moonlight's Eclipse. It's quite the improvement! Take a look at my profile if you're interested! -------- Highest rankings: #1 in Brynjolf (01/05/19, 09/18/23) #1 in Scrolls (06/22/18) #1 in Skyrim (09/13/20, 11/02/22) ------- Morning Star=January Sun's Dawn=February First Seed=March Rain's Hand=April Second Seed=May Midyear=June Sun's Height=July Last Seed=August Heartfire=September Frostfall=October Sun's Dusk=November Evening Star=December ----------------------------- Original description: Are you kidding me? I went to Riften for a break. Being an adventurer isn't exactly an easy job all the time. Yet the first thing I do is get mixed up in the Thieves Guild. I must be a damn genius. Contains suggestive themes, strong language, alcohol use, and heavy descriptions of gore. Rated PG-13. ___

What if The Last Dragonborn was a twin, and his brother was roaming Skyrim. Eventually, the two will reunite when the time comes.

I, Kisvar, the only known Dragonborn, have defeated Alduin in Sovngarde. I joined the side of the Stormcloaks in the Civil War, and the Empire is subdued once and for all. Skyrim is at peace, and I am renowned across the Nine Holds. You might think my life has slowed down some now, right? That I'm taking a well-earned break from adventuring? .... No. I make my living as an adventurer, and in secret, as the Guildmaster of the Thieves Guild. I thrive on adventure and attention. You wouldn't take a break from breathing, would you? Didn't think so. Now I'm starting on a new quest, one that started with two strangely-dressed men and an order to kill me from some person named Miraak....